Chapter 2: Sorrow of Parting

  Looking at the mottled wall, the dim yellow light, Pei Xin shook his head and couldn't help but smile wryly. He had another hallucination. This was no longer the 21st century.

  "Tomorrow, I'll be leaving..." Fu Xin felt a mix of emotions in his heart. Not long ago, he had received the notification to retire while still recovering from his injuries. Once he recovered, Fu Xin would have to leave this military camp where he had shed countless sweat and tears. Perhaps in the future, he would never have the chance to see these lovely people again.

  The luggage is all packed, just waiting for the dawn of tomorrow, as soon as the wake-up call rings, I'll put it on my back and leave without bringing a single cloud. Smiling, I close my eyes, this is the last night in this military camp.

  The farewell ceremony was not as grand as I had imagined, it's just a wounded soldier's camp. There were only a few leaders who gave some instructions, patted on the shoulder, then sent us off in the car, waved goodbye, and that was it.

  A military green truck, winding its way up the mountain slope, swayed back and forth. The dozen or so fellow soldiers on board were all crying, and Pei Xin cried too. Once they left this vast mountain range, it was possible that they would never return again.

  On the other side of the mountain, the dawn has risen, and it's also starting to be dazzling. The newly born sun only exists for that one moment, so beautiful, yet so fleeting. Just like passionate youth, it passes in an instant, leaving behind only good memories.

  Leaving the military camp, he seemed to have grown up a lot. Although Fu Xin had memories of his past life, he still didn't want to admit it and didn't think that his mental age was that of an old man.

  Youth seems to be fleeting, but Pei Xin is not reconciled. He is less than 17 years old, and adulthood still seems early for him. By counting days, there are nearly 500 days left; by counting hours, there are nearly 20,000 hours left. It really does seem too early.

  Unconsciously, the great mountain had already gone to the back of the car. Everyone squatted in the carriage, staring dead at this vast expanse of mountains, as if they wanted to deeply imprint this place where they had fought on their own into their minds, and never forget it until death.

  Among these young people, perhaps only Pei Xin knew that the spring breeze of reform and opening up had already blown into this land that had been closed for a long time.

  In the future, life will be prosperous and beautiful. I only hope that they won't be blinded by external things, indulging in a world of luxury and wealth, and gradually forget this land where they once shed so much blood and sweat.

  Same military green, only this time it's a hundred-meter-long train instead of a few meters long truck. The dozen or so comrades who came out together before got off that truck and hugged each other tightly before going their separate ways.

  Feng Xin cried again this time, reluctant, really very reluctant. Glorious retirement is not as good as the friendship of life and death in the past.

  Fu Xin had already taken off his military uniform at this time. Previously, he had deliberately jumped into a set of gray Zhongshan suits in the state-run store in the city. He really didn't want to see green again. He felt that if he saw green again, he would definitely lose control and cry bitterly.

  Now sitting on a hard wooden chair, fortunately, it's a green train, but can't see inside.

  Because he was a minor, Lian Chang and the instructors were determined not to let Fu Xin learn how to smoke or drink alcohol, so they didn't even mention drinking to relieve boredom.

  Staring out of the window, isn't there an advertising slogan that goes like this: Life is like a journey, don't worry about the destination, what matters is the scenery along the way and the mood to enjoy the view.

  For Xin, life's journey is a new beginning once again. The scenery along the way will be savored in the years to come. This time, Xin has decided to truly appreciate the views, even though the sky is already darkening...

  One arm resting on the car window, one propping up his chin, just like a thinker, with a very cultured air.

  The Gaokao has long been restored, and although it is not the opening day today, a father and daughter next to me still regard Feng as an intellectual and a bookworm, and cannot help but feel a sense of reverence.

  Especially that little girl, with sparkling eyes and a pair of beautiful eyes, her hands clasped together, very moved, and asked her father in a cute manner: "Dad, can I be like this big brother when I grow up?"

  Couldn't bear to destroy the child's beautiful dream, the father of the child kissed his daughter on the forehead and said: "Of course, as long as my dear Rong'er is willing to study hard, she can definitely be like this big brother."

  The conversation between the father and daughter next to him did not make Fu Xin turn around, nor was there any shame. The knowledge learned from previous lives, as long as he participated in a college entrance examination, let alone a university student, even being a top student, what's difficult about that?

  The little girl's dream seemed to have touched Fu Xin's heart, and the sorrow of parting in his heart was alleviated a lot. He couldn't help but have a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

  At this time, the sunset had already fallen, and a farewell song suddenly sounded on the train.

  Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, fragrant grass connects with the sky. The evening wind stirs the willow, the flute sound is faint, the sunset is outside the mountain.

  At the edge of heaven and the corner of earth, I know that our friendship is half gone. A jug of turbid wine exhausts my joy, tonight we part ways many times.

  Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, fragrant grass stretches up to the sky. Ask you when will you come back, don't hesitate when you come.

  At the ends of heaven and earth, in a corner of the world, I know that half of our acquaintances have fallen. In life, it is hard to get together with friends, but separation is frequent.

  The people on the train stopped talking and listened intently to Mr. Li Shuang's "Farewell".

  As the song came to an end, some people on the train began to look around, and it turned out that it was a female student wearing a floral plaid shirt with a long braid who had been singing. Her voice was really clear and pleasant to listen to.

  The original song, in the future that music world full of instruments, is not much, Fu Xin also listened carefully, and couldn't help but hum along.

  Maybe this girl is a talented student in music department, maybe in the future she will be a singer.

  But all of this has nothing to do with Fu Xin anymore, after all, it was just a fleeting encounter, and if you go up to her and strike up a conversation on a whim, she'll probably think you're a hooligan, and this isn't the open-minded 21st century.

  In the innocent years, without so many defenses, the little girl heard Fu Xin's humming, and under her father's shaking head and encouraging gaze, she blushed and pulled at Fu Xin's corner, her face red as she asked: "Big brother, can you teach me to sing this song?"

  The little girl's innocence moved Fu Xin, who smiled and carefully taught her to sing children's songs. The train car was filled with the sweet sound of children's voices. The sorrow brought by the previous song "Farewell" seemed to fade away, and everyone's face was filled with longing for a beautiful future life.

  Limited time free? Exclusive interview with a big shot? New book release by a famous author? Every week, there are also lucky draws for Apple Watches, Q coins, starting points, and more! Don't hesitate, open WeChat, scan the QR code on the left, follow easily, and don't miss out on the excitement~